M-My Lord, the Empress Is Urging You to Pay Your Grain Tax Again!

[Transmigration] + [Lighthearted Fun] + [Farming]

After transmigrating into a ninth-rank county magistrate, Lin Feng had only one dream: to lie flat.

But reality wouldn’t let him!

Faced with Yun Chui County’s crushing poverty, he had no choice but to step in. Now cement roads lead right to people’s doors, and potato harvests pile up like mountains.

He thought he could finally rest easy, but who knew he’d catch the eye of a woman traveling incognito... No, wait, the empress!

Empress: “Lin Feng, this cement road is excellent. Build one all the way to the border for me!”

Lin Feng: “No money.”

Empress: “I want your potatoes for army rations!”

Lin Feng: “Pay me.”

Empress: “I’ve got my eye on your black powder and muskets!”

Lin Feng: “Pay extra!”

The empress could take no more. She pinned him to the imperial throne, her phoenix eyes blazing with fury. “There’s no money. But what about me? Do you want me?!”

Lin Feng: “...I mean, I’m not against it. How about we sign a prenup first?”